MUSE-PIE PRESS MAKE COLIN BELL THEIR NEW FEATURED POET INTERNATIONAL
I am thrilled to be the new Featured Poet International for American poetry publisher, Muse-Pie Press, producers of the three highly-respected poetry journals: Fibonacci poetry specialist, The Fib Review; short-form poetry publishers,…
Eve (and Adam) keep falling.
There are two poems about Adam and Eve in my new poetry collection, Remembering Blue, this one, Eve, came together as a little film made in my home town of Lewes, UK.…
Kneeling can give you nightmares – I wrote a poem about it.
I went to one of those boarding schools where pupils were expected to pray every day even when the act of praying was, to me at least, a bit of a mystery.…
Poetry and Dance coming together in my ‘virtual’ world.
Last week, as part of the ‘virtual’ exhibition, Remembering Blue, at my ‘virtual’ gallery, Glinka Gallery, I took part in a wonderful event with the ever-inventive ‘virtual’ dance company, The Sway &…
I’m Rediscovering Youtube
A few years ago I started to record myself reading some of my poems but also poetry by greater people than me. I moved away from this idea when I ran into…
My new poetry collection, Remembering Blue, begins with a haiku
My debut poetry collection is called Remembering Blue after a line in the opening poem, Haiku. The poem was my first attempt at writing in this difficult Japanese short-form poetry style. I’m…
I’m reading one of my Remembering Blue poems in the Virtual World.
My poem The Imperial Stamp from my newly published poetry collection Remembering Blue (Ward Wood Publishing). It was filmed three years ago in the virtual world Second Life by my good friend…
My debut poetry collection – Remembering Blue – is published.
This week sees the publication of my debut poetry collection, Remembering Blue by Ward Wood Publishing. The poems were written over a period of ten years (2008 – 2018) and, even though…
I can’t stop writing these Fibonacci poems.
I have three new Fibonacci poems published today in the Fib Review, the specialist poetry journal for this intriguing style based on the Fibonacci number sequence. I’ve been writing them now for…
I return to Ovid for 3 more Fibonacci Poems – published today.
Apollo and Daphne (1744/5) by Giovanni Batista Tiepolo (Louvre, Paris) I have had three new Fibonacci poems published today in the splendid online publication The Fib Review, the world’s leading Fibonacci specialist…
You’ve read the poems, seen the film, now buy the album
I’ve been working with the multi-talented American composer, Tim Risher for a few years now. It’s been both stimulating but also, great fun. Most recently, we worked together on a new song…
I’ve loved collaborating with a composer on this Fibonacci Song Cycle.
Some time ago, I could’ve sung these lovely songs written by the American composer, Tim Risher, but these days I restrict my vocalising to the shower or anywhere else where…
First the Fibonacci Poem and then the Movie
It has been an interesting month for my Fibonacci poetry – first, I’ve had three new poems published in the Fib Review, see yesterday’s post, and now I have seen the…
My 3 latest Fibonacci Poems are Tales from Ovid’s The Metamorphoses.
Diana and Actaeon (1556 – 1559) by Titian Titian’s great painting of Diana and Actaeon has been one of my favourite paintings ever since I went to the great Titian exhibition at…
I am Colin Bell, a UK novelist and poet, previously a TV producer-director of arts programmes for British, American, German and Japanese broadcasters. I am also known as the blogger Wolfie Wolfgang. My two novels are Stephen Dearsley’s Summer Of Love (Ward Wood Publishing, 2013) and Blue Notes, Still Frames (Ward Wood Publishing, 2017). They are both available in paperback or as Kindle editions. My debut poetry collection, Remembering Blue (Ward Wood Publishing 2019) is now available. My poetry has been published in various journals and anthologies in the UK and the USA.
Remembering Blue is the debut poetry collection by Colin Bell, whose novels Stephen Dearsley's Summer of Love and Blue Notes, Still Frames are also published by Ward Wood.
'These poems were written during ten years recovering from a life-threatening brain haemorrhage.
'The poems began before I left hospital. They document, often tangentially, that period, from awakening out of a six-hour coma, through several years of rehabilitation, remembering and decoding - the good things as well as the bad: childhood and adolescence revisited, adult relationships reassessed, and most significantly, what is important now that I am fully recovered.
'Awakening from that death-like coma was a rebirth. When things were difficult, it helped to remember blue.'
- Colin Bell
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It's Brighton in 1994 Busker Joe lives on the beach with his flute and his troubled Goth girlfriend, Victoria, who’s a singer. He borrows a bath towel for her from Rachel and Alan, a prosperous young couple from the rapidly growing world of computers. The meeting will change all their lives…and other lives too.
There’s Harry, a beach bum drummer; Nico, a transient American who takes revealing photographs of passers-by; Kanti and Diep, mysterious artist twins from Nepal; Lionel and John who reveal more than their bodies on the nudist beach; and pub landladies Jacqueline and Rosemary who top up their income by dabbling in the sex trade.
Joe is always there, somewhere, weaving more than melodies with his flute.
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It's 1967 and the start of the Summer of Love. In Brighton, Stephen Dearsley is tempted and intimidated by the way his generation is casting off traditional ways of dress along with the old ways of thinking. His ambition to become a biographer is fulfilled when he's commissioned to research the life story of the mysterious Austin Randolph.
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WolfieWolfgang, my alter ego, writes daily blogs and reviews about whatever takes his fancy or gets up his nose. He'd love to see you.
